It was my husband and he was standing before theyoung woman with what looked like a leather-flogging whipin one hand and a raging erection in the othe.... My mouth dropped open as I watched in horror as he said somethingto her and she bowed her head. He must have spoken harsher,because she closed her eyes just as he brought the floggerdown across her back. She winced and then looked up at himwith a mix of pleading and… pleasure. He smiled and pointed to his erect cock. The girl moved. ”“I think you two are terrible,” Janet said softly.“You do?” Shari asked. “I thought you were enjoying this! Mother!”“You know a lot about me, it seems. But, lately, I find myself more willing to participate than wait until I’m told what to do. It’s strange, but maybe I’m getting over that old feeling.”“That would be nice if you did, Mom!” her son said. “It’s fun to make you do these things, but I’d like it best if you would do it on your own.”“I think I would too,” Janet replied softly. “But. Luckily, I found a woman who taught me that not everything can be learned through books.As my first semester began, I was opened up to a wide range of thinkers that challenged how I viewed the world. This meant more time in the library reading books. I was checking out some works by Freud when I noticed the library clerk at the counter. I was compelled to introduce myself. She said that her name was Alex, and I could not help but stare at this beautiful, short-haired Chinese woman who was. Soon they came to a picnic pavilion that was secluded from the rest of the park. This park was full of trees and made for a natural blind around them. Bob sat down at the picnic table and Tammy asked if he was ready for some desert with a very flirtaceous look in her eye. Bob said, ‘ what do you have in mind?’ Tammy said, ‘let me show you.’ She got up on the bench and straddled Bob and sat down in front of him on the table. She took his face in her hands and began to kiss him passionately..